The American Fugitive in Europe: Sketches of Places and People AbroadSheldon, Lamport & Blakeman, 1855 - 315 страници |
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... person he before accosted . Trembling with hope and fear , he entered the wagon , and was carried to the person's house . When he got there , he still halted between two opinions , whether he should enter or take to his heels ; but he ...
... person he before accosted . Trembling with hope and fear , he entered the wagon , and was carried to the person's house . When he got there , he still halted between two opinions , whether he should enter or take to his heels ; but he ...
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... persons must , in visit- ing a strange country . This was the last day but one that we were to be on board ; and , as if moved by the sight of land , all seemed to be gathering their different things together - brushing up their old ...
... persons must , in visit- ing a strange country . This was the last day but one that we were to be on board ; and , as if moved by the sight of land , all seemed to be gathering their different things together - brushing up their old ...
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... person of my complexion can visit this country without being struck with the marked difference between the English and the Americans . The prejudice which I have experienced on all and every occasion in the United States , and to some ...
... person of my complexion can visit this country without being struck with the marked difference between the English and the Americans . The prejudice which I have experienced on all and every occasion in the United States , and to some ...
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... one hundred thousand . It was not long before the five steamers were entering the harbor , the one bearing her majesty leading the way . As each vessel had a number of distinguished persons on PLACES AND PEOPLE ABROAD . 45.
... one hundred thousand . It was not long before the five steamers were entering the harbor , the one bearing her majesty leading the way . As each vessel had a number of distinguished persons on PLACES AND PEOPLE ABROAD . 45.
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... persons on board , the people appeared to be at a loss to know which was the queen ; and as each party made its appearance on the promenade deck , they were received with great enthusiasm , the party having the best - looking lady being ...
... persons on board , the people appeared to be at a loss to know which was the queen ; and as each party made its appearance on the promenade deck , they were received with great enthusiasm , the party having the best - looking lady being ...
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